i never really rememeber my dreams unless it has to do with predictions...one night a crow came to me in my dreams and said sinply this; "Your aunt is going to die"..frightened, i ran to my parents and told them, they told me it was just a dream and to go back to sleep..then next morning my aunt was found dead..my parents seemed deathly scared and kept looking at me funny, in a sympathetic sort of way...about two weeks later the crow came back to me and said "Your dad is going to die" scared out of my wits, i eventually mustered up the courage to tell my old man..he told me again that it was just a dream..the next morning he left very early and said he would be back later...finally after hours and hours till a bout the end of the day my dad came back...he looked horrible, like he was waiting for the axe to fall all day he came inside, sat down and said "I've just had the worst day of my life"..my mother replied "You've had a bad day?! This morning the milkman dropped dead on the front porch!"